| Hidden Account |
| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
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 my stories are very somber..
A run was long over due. The girl had decided to take her chances, and flee from the hole in the ground, and run across the dark lands so she could reach the Threshold. She was pleased to see that the lands had remained sacred, untouched by the darkness. A sigh escaped her lips, her legs shaking as she slowed to a walk and entered the Thresh. She was horribly out of shape, a small belly beginning to show on her. Disappointed, she made a note to herself to run to the Threshold more to great the newcomers. But really, who would want to come to this hell? Whoever choses to make a new home here is an idiot in her eyes, putting themselves in immediate danger. A guilt grows in her, knowing that she will be welcoming a newbie into a potentially deadly land, and a possibly horrid future. Memories of when the air used to cause sweat bead around her harks swarmed in her mind, reminding her of when times where light. But it seems the inhabitants of Helovia had only been lifted from what seemed a eternal darkness, to be plunged into another one, but this one was a deadly one. Shadows covered the land, the sun was not only gone, but all hope had faded with it.
A voice reached her harks, and she stopped in her tracks. Alarmed, she flicked her delicate lobes into a alert position, and her nostrils flared, urging any scents to enter them. But soon, she relaxed, hearing a very familiar voice. Elsa... She smiled, and followed the sound, walking down a deer path that opened up into a moss clearing. Before her where two winged girls, one she knew, and the other a complete stranger. A newcomer? Oh gods. She thought to herself before offering a soft nicker to them both. They seemed to be engaged in conversation, but she didn't mind interrupting Elsa, for she was much like a sister to the filly. Abishia stepped into the clearing, and trotted over, running her maw down her spine in a loving touch. She was now at her left side, her ribcage pressed against her soft wing. She smiled softly and dipped her head to the bay mare. "Welcome to Helovia miss!!!"
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ABISHIA
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